Nevada County picayune., 1887-10-26
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 need not tell you of my sol diers life or of the wounds by which l was invalided. a -utno"
 Hearing of them, my father. who had at last forgiven me, bestowed upon me his pardon, and gave me llIIs little place at St. Sauveur ! Here have lived ever since, q helpless, shattered wreck, alilos incapable OfmOtiVl.o tis five years sincetI came here, aud al tle end of the second began the incredible part of my story. sHi5. -ei3.M
 Myteuiper, as you know, was none of the'best. and hated hlhe sight ssof man at times. Greatly as l nce,led him, | often drove my at iachea old soldier servant from me, and, one day, when !Ihad done [ this. l sat alODe ininIy great 'cha,r ] by tlre seaward window of my Fseepine apartment, when "a very strange thing happened to me. jo l felt U hand upon my head. 1t was sa womau's ltalid, soft and fwariD aud gdhtle. It iillel with any curls !n d fashion that thrilled me with memories of the past. sfT 7j~ i D I was not friGhtened, sia'ply per plexed. I said: it" Is some one near me whom I aolnot seew but there was no answer. Soon l fell asleep, luled as a babe nHght be by it's mothef's caresses by 'tiIat phantom touch. a'6dm{e i'2iizt'H I J This happened more than once. Then still strailgei1 things O ccared. I became aware that some minis terine creature was near me h. animate objects were moved to- ward me at my need, without any visible human agency. |o'} te 7'9
 Books were brought within my reach. Flowers were plucked from the vines without tue door, a glass of wine was poured out ail set ber fore me ami after all these little offices came soft caresses. \ kiss, touch of a hand upon my cheek. The most loving and tender being was this spirit, and longed to see it with a1ouging i,idescribable. l w,ts no longer unhappy. l grew al- most guSa still drove my servant AWAY. butit was that this unseen being might manifest itself to me.
 I have told you all that there Is to tell. 1 think. After all, when one comes to write it down it Is not so much. sun it up in these few words: N ieiiever l was alone this unseen form was beside me. At ntght felt a wOman's check against my own; by day there was a loving miniStermg' creature at my side. prayed for an audible word, for one glimpse of thIs' stond being, over and over again, hut l heard and saw nothing. The longing withm me grew intense. l plead ed Mith heaven for more than had been given me. At last my prayer was answered.. My own hand was seized as l sat at my writing table. Great irregular characters were dashed acrosSlthe paper
 "Iou ask for what would give you pain let 1nattets freMsn as they are. One Is near You who loves you so that her spirit has won it's way eastward to minister unto you.'
 wr9le heneath these lines. "Let me see her"
 And then this was written Ou shall have your way. Tonight you shall see her"
 How l waited for to.night's com ing! How eagerly my eyes sought to plerce the shadows of the gath ering twilight! sent my servant away upon an errand winch must detain him for hours, and l for bade him to light a lamp.
 As the shadows thiekened lgrew more and more restless. Had l been deceived! Would my wish actually be gratifed. Where were the hands that were usually how ering about me! What was this feeling of loneliness and desola. ton? My eyes wandered from spot to spot. They saw nothing. The room grew dark. It was moonless night, and only the pale stars look. ed in between my window curtain, Still watched, growing hopeless, fearing that l had driven my min. isteriug spirit from me; but at last as 1 sat staring into vacancy, a light more brilliant than the star light filled the room. As it grew a low, soft breathing like that of a untitled drum fell upon my ear, and slowly, amid the soft, hay radi. ance, picture began to grOwIT7a female figure lying prone, with it's hands upon it's breast, and a wreath of hair falling ebout it like a veil. At first a mere outline, at last yiv- in every form and tint--a dead wo- man; with eyes half open, and pale lips apart "a beautiful, awful thing Airline, as had seen her last in the awful silence of the morgue.
 My friend, the time is coming fast when l also shall pass into that world she has SD oiong inhabit- ed. Shall l meet her there. am not worthy, and l know it well, but fla parted human soul, the soul of a weak and rash woman like-A rline, eau thus forgive, what .nnlv Wr not hnne from an auonSt